Parade
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There Is A Fountain/It Don't Make Sense
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Текст песни "Parade — There Is A Fountain/It Don't Make Sense"
(The sound of mourners offstage returns.)
(GUARD opens the cell door. LUCILLE hesitates, looks at LEO, who looks away. SHE leaves. Alone, LEO picks up the clean shirt out of the package she has left. HE is very frightened. The lights shift abruptly.)
LEO(to Lucille)
I'll be there by suppertime. (the GUARD appears.) Let my wife out.
MOURNERS
THERE IS A FOUNTAIN
FILLED WITH BLOOD
DRAWN FROM IMMANUEL’S VEINS
AND SINNERS PLUNGED
BENEATH THAT FLOOD
LOSE ALL THEIR GUILTY STAINS...
LOSE ALL THEIR GUILTY STAINS
LOSE ALL THEIR GUILTY STAINS
AND SINNERS PLUNGED
BENEATH THAT FLOOD
LOSE ALL THEIR GUILTY STAINS
CRAIG
The simple white coffin was carried by two of Mary’s cousins and two of her young friends. Several more friends volunteered to serve as pallbearers, but they were deemed too small to shoulder the burden, light as it was. Recent heavy rains made the North Georgia red clay soil glow with the burnished brilliance of a spring camp fire, as Mary Phagan, two months shy of fourteen, was laid to her final rest.
FRANKIE
(to himself)
GOD FORGIVE ME WHAT I THINK.
GOD FORGIVE ME WHAT I WISH RIGHT NOW.
CRAIG
You must’ve known Mary pretty well.
FRANKIE
Yessir, I did.
CRAIG
This must be a mighty hard day for you.
FRANKIE
DID YOU EVER HEAR HER LAUGH?
WHEN SHE LAUGHED, YOU SWORE YOU’D NEVER CRY AGAIN.
DID YOU EVER SEE HER SMILE?
HER SMILE WAS LIKE A GLASS OF LEMONADE.
AND SHE SAID FUNNY THINGS,
AND SHE WORE PRETTY DRESSES,
AND SHE LIKED TO SEE THE PICTURES AT THE V.F.W. HALL,
AND SHE LOVED RIDIN’ SWINGS,
AND SHE LIKED COTTON CANDY,
BUT I THINK SHE LIKED THE PICTURES BEST OF ALL—
NO, IT DON’T MAKE SENSE TO ME
THAT SHE WON’T BE AROUND.
NO, IT DON’T MAKE SENSE TO ME
TO PUT HER IN THE COLD AND LONELY GROUND.
AND NO, IT DON’T MAKE SENSE
THE WAY THE WORLD CAN LET YOU FALL—
I SWEAR IT DON’T MAKE SENSE TO ME AT ALL.
MOURNERS
DEAR DYING LAMB, THY PRECIOUS BLOOD
SHALL NEVER LOSE IT’S POW’R…
IOLA
SHE HAD TWO CROOKED TEETH…
GUARD
…SHE HAD CUTS ON HER FINGERS.
MONTEEN
SHE WORKED NEXT TO ME LAST SUMMER…
ESSIE
ONCE A WEEK, WE USED TO PLAY…
MONTEEN
…AND SHE KNEW HOW TO READ…
IOLA
…SHE WOULD SMILE AT THE FOREMAN…
ALL CHILDREN
…AND I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY TOOK MY FRIEND AWAY.
MOURNERS & CHILDREN
NO, IT DON’T MAKE SENSE TO ME
THAT SHE WILL NOT BE THERE
FRANKIE
WHEN SHE LAUGHED, YOU SWORE YOU’D NEVER CRY AGAIN.
MOURNERS & CHILDREN
NO, IT DON’T MAKE SENSE TO ME.
LIZZIE
SHE LOVED WHEN I TIED RIBBONS IN HER HAIR.
ALL
AND NO, IT DON’T MAKE SENSE,
THE WAY THE SUN CAN STILL BURN DOWN.
NO, IT DON’T MAKE SENSE TO ME...
FRANKIE
GOD FORGIVE ME WHAT I THINK.
(CRAIG claps a consoling arm around FRANKIE’s shoulder.)
CRAIG
Tell me, son, got any idea who it was?
FRANKIE
(HE regains his composure.)
GOD FORGIVE ME WHAT I WISH RIGHT NOW.
I DON’T KNOW THE COWARD’S NAME.
I DON’T KNOW THE BASTARD’S FACE.
BUT I SWEAR RIGHT NOW TO GOD:
HE AIN’T NEVER GONNA GIT AWAY WITH WHAT HE DONE TO MARY!
LET HIM QUIVER IN HIS BOOTS!
LET HIM RUN UNTIL HE BLEEDS!
I WON’T REST UNTIL I KNOW
HE’S BURNING IN THE RAGIN’ FIRES OF HELL FOREVERMORE!
MOURNERS
THERE IS A FOUNTAIN FILLED WITH BLOOD
DRAWN FROM IMMANUEL’S VEINS...
FRANKIE
GOD FORGIVE ME WHAT I THINK.
MOURNERS
AND SINNERS PLUNGED BENEATH THAT FLOOD
LOSE ALL THEIR GUILTY STAINS.
FRANKIE
GOD FORGIVE ME WHAT I WISH RIGHT NOW.
